I asked about Tara and she replied Tara was sleeping. I had my lunch and went for my room.Later a mid night after my dinner I was ready for today’s ...vent, I was in bed, light off pertaining as I am slept. Suddenly at near about 11 pm the door opened and closed I thought Tara came in. Today I was in mood to watch what will be on at the room. I went to my room balcony, climb to the slab above the window, and went to the ventilation of dad’s bed room through the concrete slab. It’s my luck that. He laid me on the bed and went back to licking my nipples. He moved himself down and started licking my clit. He inserted his fingers inside me and asked, “You like this?” I spread my legs farther apart and moaned, "Yes." As he took turns between licking and sucking my clit and fingering my cunt, I exploded again. He didn’t stop. “Please,” I tried to pull his head up. “Please fuck me,” I whispered.He smiled and stood up from the bed and began to remove his clothes as I took the jean skirt. In Spanish I said, "I am going to ask you some questions. You are going to answer me until I am satisfied, or until you are dead. Either outcome is satisfactory with me, because there are others who know what you know. Do we understand each other?"He spit at me. A righteous thing to do, but extremely stupid given his present position. I hit him with the electricity. I was rewarded with the sight of him dancing in his chair like a teenager at a rock concert. I withdrew the current and then gave. I played with the foreskin, back and forth, “You’re going to make me cum,” James said and I slowed and drank some more wine.“I need to relax a little,” I said. “Let me get used to the idea of being a sacrifice for you two.” They clicked their glasses with mine. It was quiet in the room. I heard cars passing by outside. My head was dizzy and not just from the wine. I had to cool down a bit before we got into the ‘lamb’ part of the afternoon. What would I tell Becky? What should I tell.